“It was November--the month of crimson sunsets, parting birds, deep, sad hymns of the sea, passionate wind-songs in the pines. Anne roamed through the pineland alleys in the park and, as she said, let that great sweeping wind blow the fogs out of her soul.”
― Anne of Green Gables
― Anne of Green Gables
“Why live? Life was its own answer. Life was the propagation of more life and the living of as good a life as possible.”
― The Martian Chronicles
― The Martian Chronicles
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